
Someone was painting on the edge of a shelf displaying an antique glass, with the serenity seen from the man Jill approached her. The man wearing the hat did not glance at him at all, focusing too much on the painting he was creating. Jill didn't want to bother him so she just watched how he painted. Seconds by seconds the girl was amazed by the young artist's hand, jill was eager to ask what kind of pencil and watercolor she was using because she had never seen the things she was using. "What's..." Jill had not finished asking, the man made a sound. "Everything I use is an antique that's hard to find." Jill was so surprised by the man's words that she seemed to know his question. The girl was shocked to hear the artist's response when compared to being hit by a car, "Hi I'm Brown, Hayter Brown but just call Brown." His smile and unexpected hospitality, Jill was still speechless. The man reached out his hand to resuscitate Jill, "Eh, hi I'm Jill." The girl returned her smile.
"The more difficult our painting process is, the more unexpected the result, sometimes according to expectations, sometimes also more than we imagine." Not only beautiful painting, every sentence he said was equally beautiful. Honestly, Jill had never found anyone like him, at first Jill was hesitant but in the end she was surprised by the man named Hayter, by the nickname Brown. "You're so great, I'm really amazed." Jill. Brown simply smiled with his composure which made him look really cool, "Is this going to be over today as well???" Jill asked in a soft voice. "No way, it looks like it'll be more than I imagined." His reply was friendly and now he looked at Jill dazzlingly. Jill's heart would always feel hot if she got things like this, "If only this could be done, I'd like to buy it... Am I presumptuous?" Jill appreciates each of a person's works of art, so she makes sure of it. "Jill relax, I'll be here all the time, if you want me to? You can take it in two days," Finally the answer is in line with expectations. "Yes! I really want it," Jill felt cheerful. "All right, I'll keep it for you." Very good artist, "Thank you very much." The girl felt the warmth of a Brown, "Something that matches our expectations, feels exhilarating right???" The words spoken by him always felt right, they smiled at each other. Suddenly his father called out to him from the corner of the room, "Jill! Let's go home!" Call her. "All right, wait a minute." "Your mother's cooking ramen is ripe! I'm waiting in the car." It's a shame for Jill because her father is so noisy.
On the way home, Jill kept putting on her smile. "Dad found some things you haven't had in a long time, and you bought them." Said Jeff. "What thing?" Jill curious. "The classic style black disc player for me, and the antique urn that your mother will love." His father was very happy with what he got. "Does it still work?" "Of course, all the objects in the store have their own uses, if they get damaged we can fix them in the store as well." Answer's clear. "And why don't you buy something there???" Jeff drove his car slowly as he passed through a field that entertained the sense of sight. "I got something too, but it's not old-fashioned stuff, I'll take it the day after tomorrow with Anne." The answer. "If you need money, just say it." Said Jeff. "I have my savings at ease." Jill enjoyed the ride home. You happy today?" "Very happy! Thanks dad!" Very memorable this holiday because he had received a new lesson, his father smiled to see him cheerful like that.